I’m personally not a farmer, and don’t do the actual fieldwork, but I bought a 1/4 of land 25 years ago and got it enrolled in a perpetual conservation easement (WRP) about 20 years ago. It’ll be the way it is forever, can never be farmed, developed, etc. I love that. Long after I’m gone, it’ll be in its natural state, hopefully home to lots of wildlife. I’m fond of the habitat…the grasses, the cedars, the food plots, the meandering lowlands…the critters are a symptom of the habitat, it makes me happy. I’ve walked out of fields, mine included, during conditions when birds are burrowed in the snow, cattails, a mixture of the two, etc, as dogs were pulling hens and many were dying…I recall calling off a hunt that included 6-7 guys, and they all agreed. That land is special to me, lots of great memories, and much pride knowing the land has been set aside forever, and the critters benefit from that. That’s about it…I love habitat no matter who owns it, public or private…I think of certain spots all the time, visualizing them…reliving hunts I’ve had…I respect the land, the critters, the people that work the land, etc. Maybe other people love and respect all this stuff more than me, better than me, or differently than me…dunno…don’t care…I’m good with what I do, and don’t do. As I’ve said before, if our efforts serve to retain or increase habitat, and, encourage youth to partake in our sport, that’s pretty good. Don’t know much, or much else…heading back out 12/2…

